getting down to what matters most

October 25, 2010

My mom and I had a late (I mean, really late) lunch earlier, and she was looking for money to buy soda. “Soda again?” I complained. We’ve been having soda with every meal for a week now and I was worried my mom wasn’t drinking enough water. It’s not that I don’t like soda. It’s just that I wanted to have more variety in the stuff we drink. Like iced tea or juice, or maybe shakes. Except for those diet shakes, especially those with protein powder in them. Just hearing “protein” reminds me of meat, and meat + drink = nasty. Ah, I think I’d rather settle for a glass of iced water.